I sliced through the hair but more spung back out almost instantly. My arms, my wrists, hell, even my finger tips were being covered in hair. It was like I was being swallowed up by the shadows. My pubes were so dense they completely devoured my cock and balls. I could feel hair flowing out of my asshole, tickling the back of my knees. I cut my eyelashes. And I should not have done so. Though they didn’t grow back, they stiffened, turning into little daggers that scraped at my eyeballs everytime I shut my eyes. Blinking became an act of torture.

A terrible screech jolted me out of my terror. I turned right. My wife was looking at me with primal dread etched upon her face.

I am completely bald now. Head to toe. Not a single strand of hair anywhere. No eyebrows. No nostril hair. Bald. But alive.